a wreath* lecture

I love walking around our neighbourhood in the run-up to Christmas. Day by day the windows acquire decorations and twinkling trees. Some of these appear as early as the 1st of December, others spring up on Christmas Eve. In some cases the front gardens are decked out with fairy lights as well. But it’s the front doors that I’m most interested in.

Wreaths seem to increase in popularity each year. Where once perhaps only a few doors would carry a wreath, now almost every door is resplendent with a Christmassy creation. I like the mix of shop-bought, homemade, natural, fake, gaudy, tasteful, chic and vulgar that can be found in this one neighbourhood. On a cold, bleak afternoon, a dutiful wander with the dog is improved immeasurably with a little wreath-spotting.

The girls think I’m mad to photograph them, and they are quite embarrassed when I stop to take out my camera (oh, god mum! come on, let’s go…). Even Sybil does a passable imitation of cringing shame as she tugs at the lead, ears flat trying to pull me on.

I have now amassed quite a nice library of wreath portraits. These are by no means the cream of the crop, but they are what I managed to snap over the past week or two.

This last wreath is my own rather shambolic affair, cobbled together just half an hour before our neighbours all came round for Christmas drinks on Tuesday evening. My plan had been to weave some pretty lengths of ivy, complete with flower heads and berries into an old ring of hazel twigs which I use each year as a base. But when the moment came to make my festive creation, I realised a) I had no idea where I’d put the ring after last year’s outing and b) we had no ivy – we’d cut it all back in the summer when we terraced the garden. Not to be defeated, I trudged out into the rain-sodden garden and gathered what I could – some hazel twigs, again, and lots of soggy dead sedum heads. It’s not as pretty or perfect as the other wreaths I’ve admired, but I like it all the same.

Time to go and wrap some presents now. Happy Christmas everyone!

*Slightly pointless pun on the Reith Lectures.

16 thoughts on “a wreath* lecture

  1. I completely agree with James- they are all lovely but the sprouts are most lovely!
    Charlotte- thank you for your posts all year long, I live far away in Canada, but feel I have come to know you well enough I wish I could have you over for some Christmas cheer.
    A happy one to you , your family and your naughty dog- I have a pair of Scotties who get up to their own mischief.

  2. I scrolled down, took a longer look at no. 97’s amazing door, smiled at the sprouts, was very much struck by a gloriously wild and heather coloured wreath on a green door … and scrolled a bit further to discover that one’s yours, and a very lovely wreath it is too!

    Merry Christmas to all behind the green door x

  3. Wonderful! I wish I’d taken more notice of the wreaths round and about now – I shall have to go for a wander on Boxing Day. And yours looks splendid, too! I do enjoy reading your words, Charlotte – a very happy Christmas to you all.

  4. Lovely and apt post. Came home from our family Christmas Eve dinner yesterday to find our wreath stolen from the door. It was rather like your second picture and losing it has made me very sad. A friend of mine said I should find the perpetrators and give them a wreath lecture. So that’s twice today, that I’ve come across your pun.

  5. Wonderful pictures of the wreaths. The brussel sprout one is unusual but a great idea! I love your sedum one too.
    I have enjoyed your blog and wonderful pictures thank you!

  6. The sprouts are my favourite too! One of our neighbours has a wreath made of curled newspaper quills. It is very beautiful & I look longily at it as we pass. You have inspired me to swallow my shame & get out there with the camera…

  7. Too funny – got to the last wreath and said “AHA! sedum for next year”, then read it is your creation. Also loved the sprouts – my first thought was sprouts, then, are those bells? DH will probably not be happy if I use them, because he finds Brussel sprouts hard to grow here in Vermont, and he LOVES to eat them.

  8. What a great collection – I like yours and the clematis seedheads best, not just sycophancy, I really prefer the faded colours. The sprouts made me laugh though

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